A Post-TF follow up to this piece done by  Halcyon

A new body, a new outlook on life. Sometimes when gifted a shape that feels good, feels better, it can lead to that drive needed to improve oneself. Once that euphoria settles into a comfort and you can head on with a lifted head. No longer getting by, but thriving. In this case, going back to the healthier stretching and self care I had before time wore down. Having a better face to help motivate me.

I like thinking on post-TF life. It's easy to laugh it off and say that nothing will change. It's easy to pretend that horrible things would change. Part of me wonders if that's all easy because there's a sour fear of knowing that there is something that could bring you to a self actualization but for want of a nail. Even if that nail is becoming a digimon.